Unless you’ve been living under a rock, or in a bunker surrounded by your survival seeds -Hi MOM!- you’ve no doubt noticed that it’s election time. From the “he said, she said” to the “he did her” and the occasional “he did him” ads to the “The rent is too dam high” debate, our political process is in full bloom. Kind of like Deadly Nightshade, yes?
The CIA could take notes from our esteemed political parties. All the yard signs, billboards, direct mailings and TV ads are like psychological warfare. MAKE. IT. STOP. vote already! Hell they’ve even infiltrated FaceBook dam them.
My five year old said to me the other day “Mom if everyone on TV says everyone else is lying? Then aren’t they all liars?” <—from the mouths of babes, ya’ll!
So this election day I’ve resolved to vote not just to end the onslaught but for something truly relevant, a cause I can get behind, something that really matters.. not one iota.. ME!
I’ve been nominated by my party (The Slacker Coalition) for the Baltimore Sun’s annual Blogging and Social Media award the Mobbie (don’t ask me what that means, I’m a slacker I haven’t bothered to find out). Some poor souls out there thought I was funny so they nominated me for the Humor category. Because I have a gaggle of offspring, they tossed me a bone in the Family section as well. The Slackers are backing me for the Best Personal Twitter feed as well as the Misfit Blog candidacies. Since I know I’ve got pretty much zero shot at landing any of these I’m going to sit back, do nothing, let the dishes pile up, kids get smelly, check twitter every 30 seconds like a neurotic shut-in (so, pretty much change nothing) until the results are in. Because let’s face it, much like our political system… blah blah.. what was I saying? Who wants cookies?